Anyone else feeling a slightly stomach crushing nervousness about this? No? Just me then...
Still, I am excited too. I love travelling. Love that odd and out of place feeling you get when you’re within a new culture, trying to remember how to ask those basic questions like where the nearest loo is (Always important. Last time there were several instances of “Tao ri...tao rie...ti na... Oh for the love of – who’s got that phrase book?”) I’m also going to try my best to find a foodstuff that can squick out the most people, with bonus points if it wriggles on the way down.
Not so excited about the sun though. I’m not built for sunny time zones. I’m built for rain and mist and the dreary British climes. My skin is so pathetically pasty that even my scalp burns, and who puts sun cream on their scalp? Makes everything horribly sticky. So, sun cream. A lot. Probably to the extent where you will all have to be careful to keep at least a one metre distance so you don’t suddenly find yourself stuck to me.
Just remembered this blog is meant to be some kind of informative what-we’re-doing-today thing, not an outlet for my complaints. Right. Does doing my jabs count? I know they were done ages ago... right, no, don’t count. Pete says he’s packed. Saying “I’m not packed” doesn’t quite seem to do things justice. Before I pack I’ve got to clean my room, so I can actually find those things that need packing. Before that I’ve got to find a place to clean things to. Not the floor. I’ve run out of floor.
I’ll find a cardboard box.
Next. Getting one of those lovely this-is-Thai-culture handbooks that Andrew has; honestly, that thing could train you to be a native. Pretty sure that permanently borrowing his is not an option. WHSmiths? Waterstones? Bah, I’ll find one. This is turning more into a list of things I haven't done...
Visa! Done that! You know, that thing that’s going to let me stay in Thailand for another year in a pleasingly legal manner (Not sure I’m cut out to be an illegal immigrant)? It’s all sent off with too many bits of paper, and should be back within the week. Ignore the rest of this post, just concentrate on this paragraph. Then I shall appear as if I have properly used this blog.
Don’t know the weather in Thailand at the moment. Probably too hot. But with lots of cloud cover. It's weird like that.
Emma
Still, I am excited too. I love travelling. Love that odd and out of place feeling you get when you’re within a new culture, trying to remember how to ask those basic questions like where the nearest loo is (Always important. Last time there were several instances of “Tao ri...tao rie...ti na... Oh for the love of – who’s got that phrase book?”) I’m also going to try my best to find a foodstuff that can squick out the most people, with bonus points if it wriggles on the way down.
Not so excited about the sun though. I’m not built for sunny time zones. I’m built for rain and mist and the dreary British climes. My skin is so pathetically pasty that even my scalp burns, and who puts sun cream on their scalp? Makes everything horribly sticky. So, sun cream. A lot. Probably to the extent where you will all have to be careful to keep at least a one metre distance so you don’t suddenly find yourself stuck to me.
Just remembered this blog is meant to be some kind of informative what-we’re-doing-today thing, not an outlet for my complaints. Right. Does doing my jabs count? I know they were done ages ago... right, no, don’t count. Pete says he’s packed. Saying “I’m not packed” doesn’t quite seem to do things justice. Before I pack I’ve got to clean my room, so I can actually find those things that need packing. Before that I’ve got to find a place to clean things to. Not the floor. I’ve run out of floor.
I’ll find a cardboard box.
Next. Getting one of those lovely this-is-Thai-culture handbooks that Andrew has; honestly, that thing could train you to be a native. Pretty sure that permanently borrowing his is not an option. WHSmiths? Waterstones? Bah, I’ll find one. This is turning more into a list of things I haven't done...
Visa! Done that! You know, that thing that’s going to let me stay in Thailand for another year in a pleasingly legal manner (Not sure I’m cut out to be an illegal immigrant)? It’s all sent off with too many bits of paper, and should be back within the week. Ignore the rest of this post, just concentrate on this paragraph. Then I shall appear as if I have properly used this blog.
Don’t know the weather in Thailand at the moment. Probably too hot. But with lots of cloud cover. It's weird like that.
Emma
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